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If fire wasn’t bad enough the gods gave us love so if flames failed to burn us down we had each other still.

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If drowning taught me how to swim, this fall will teach me how to fall.
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I didn’t want someone else I wanted the best version of you.
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If you don’t understand your own heart why should I trust you with mine?
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Mouths open and very close catching sounds inside our throats.
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If words could scatter flesh the way it feels inside the heart I’d be holding up the walls in the house of our goodbye.
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I cannot rid you from myself light moves through the hole in my heart and oh it casts your shadow.
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Dear hands, don’t let them tell you art is a hopeless pursuit art my friends is pursuing light for the hopeless.
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